Oh My Cecunguk
Anger

Kevin was sitting in the chair next to me. We were so close that I could smell her body that I missed so much. However, I couldn't do anything about staring at him silently. We didn't just sit together. Except there were both my parents and Alia.

If only I could do magic, I would have eliminated those three so that I could be alone with Kevin and be able to directly scatter into his arms.

The five of us were at the dinner table, enjoying dinner quietly. No one spoke, because my father forbade chatting while eating.

After eating, my father asked me to speak with four eyes. I walked after him to his study. "What's up, Dad?" ask when we sit down. Dad's sitting in his chair. I sat on the couch not far from him.

"Now you're twenty-eight years old, right?" ask me without looking at me. His hands were busy pulling something out of the drawer. I nodded, assuring.

"Dad, it's time you got married."

I took a long breath. Then smile. "Father take it easy, if you already have a candidate, Alea will definitely get married. But not yet," I said.

"Actually I already have a candidate for you." He lifted his face, looking at me. "He's the son of a friend of Dad's. Already well established, have your own home and vehicle. The office in his office was pretty good too. The kid's a manager at company x" he added.

"Sorry Dad, Alea's not interested."

"Dad didn't ask you to marry him. But I want you to meet him first. I promised him you'd see him."

I looked at him irritated. But as much as possible I hold my anger so as not to explode. No matter how my parents are, they should be respected. "I should have asked Leah for her opinion first, before making a promise to someone else. Alea doesn't like Daddy's way of doing this."

"It's not that hard, Alea. You just need to see him. If you don't fit in with him you can refuse. All decisions are in your hands" he explained.

"Then Alea resolutely rejected it, Dad. Alea doesn't want to be with that guy" I said.

"You haven't even met him, Lea. How could you refuse him. I guarantee you won't regret marrying him he's a good man, his family ..."

"Enough Dad!" as I said, can't stand it. Dad snorted at me. The middle-aged man did not like to be cut while talking. I said it with a high tone. It's the same as hitting him. Maybe soon Dad'll hate me. But I don't give a shit.

"Don't you understand what that means, Lea?" ask me with a softer voice. "Alea doesn't want a match. Please let Alea choose her own life partner," I pleaded.

"You stupid girl, Lea. I don't understand your way of thinking. What I did was all for your own good but you won't even consider it. Now it's up to you whether you marry or not, I won't care anymore. You just do what you want, do as you like" he said, angry. Dad got up from his seat. Then pass away. Leaving me sitting limp.

My tears just slid, soaking my cheeks. Really, my last words were so heart-piercing. So hurtful. I sniffled in the room, alone. I wiped the tears. Then stand up and walk away. When he came out of the room, the atmosphere was quiet. Maybe they all went into their rooms. I continued walking, climbing the stairs, towards my room on the second floor.

Arriving in the room. I pulled out the phone from the bag then texted Kevin, asking him to meet.

Ten minutes had passed, still no answer. I kept waiting for him restlessly. I've probably checked my incoming messages dozens of times. Disabling and restarting the data, maybe the signal faltered or something went wrong with the flat object so there was no reply from Kevin.

However, an hour passed without a reply. Could he have slept? I miss him a lot but I can't see him even though we're so close.

Until midnight I couldn't sleep. I extinguished the lights. But these eyes are not closed. I just rolled to the right and left thinking about Kevin.

Ting! Incoming message notification.

I immediately grabbed my phone and checked it. My eyes lit up when I opened the message Kevin had sent.

[Open. I was in front of the room] he wrote.

Kevin just shut up. I took off a hug, keeping my face away from his chest. Then look at his face.

"Don't you miss me?" my many. Kevin did not answer. He just looked at me.

"What's wrong with you, Mom? You mad at me?" my question, again. I don't understand his change of attitude. He's never been like this before. Ever since I came he's been cold to me. He didn't even return my embrace. Really, this time it was very different.

Kevin still did not answer. But his hand moved to my face. Then I landed a kiss on my lips. I replied, letting go of the longing. He rolled me into bed and pushed my body violently. I was slammed into the bed. Kevin went up to the bed, locked my body under his cage. He kissed my lips again. Our breath is hunting each other. The kiss this time was not as gentle as usual. This time it was very rough and painful. I sucked hard and bit me too. As if dissatisfied in that part he moved down to the neck, leaving a trail of possession there. I tried to rebel because his behavior was out of bounds. I don't know what got into him that made him so brutal. "What are you doing, Mom. Just stop! you've gone too far, you've hurt me" I said, reminding.

Kevin didn't care if he raised both hands up and locked them with one hand. While his other hand was caressing my body.

"Stop, Mas! You're out of bounds" I said, again. I groaned as Kevin bit back and grabbed my waist. It hurt so much that it made me want to cry.

The longer Kevin gets out of control. He even tore my pyjamas and threw them on the floor. Now only my underwear remains.

I can't help but cry. Tears are coming from both corners of the eye. My body hurts amazingly. Not only the rough kiss but also the bite and squeeze of his hand that feels agonizing.

"Please stop, Mas. You promised you wouldn't do it before we got married" I said, recalling.

Kevin finally stopped. But his hand still gripped my body. He looked at me sharply.

"Why can't I do it, Ly? Other men can do it."

"What do you mean, Mom? I don't understand what you're saying."

"Stop pretending, Ly," Kevin came back*******my lips greedily.

"I know you've slept with another man. So why can't I do it? You're mine, Ly. I deserve your body."

"Omong empty what are you saying, Mas! I've never slept with any man" I argued.

"Then let me prove it to you, Ly. What kind of a woman are you," he said, angry.

I'm getting sobbing. Lost my honor when Kevin stripped me of all my clothes. I grimaced in pain as he bit and squeezed something I had always kept before.

And soon perhaps my crown of chastity will be taken away by him, forcibly.

"Please, Mas. Don't take my chastity" I said, begging for the last time. I don't even have the strength to rebel. I was too weak to match his great strength.

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